His whole body went still the second my hand settled over him.
I felt the shape of his c**k under the fabric, already heavier than I expected. Liam looked down at my hand like he couldn’t believe it was actually there.
“Mary.” His voice came out lower than before.
“Take your hand off.”
I didn’t. I kept my palm right there and looked up at him with the same soft, hopeful expression I always used when I wanted something.
“You said you would see what you could do. I’m just showing you what I meant.”
He reached down and wrapped his fingers around my wrist,
“This is a bad idea,” he said.
“It’s just practice.” I kept my voice light. “You’re teaching me balance and control. That’s all. We don’t have to tell anyone.”
He closed his eyes for a second and exhaled hard through his nose. Whe
